Skip to main content

Full text of "NightRider"

See other formats


CHAPTER XI

WHEN Mr. Munn rode out of the shadowed lane toward the
white picket fence, that was dimly visible, a figure rose from
beside the carriage block at the gate and waited* for him.
Closer, he saw that it was a negro man. Then he saw a few
horses hitched to the palings of the fence, for the hitching-
rack would not accommodate them all The negro said,
"Howdy-do, boss, kin I hitch yore boss?" and reached for
the bridle.

Mr. Munn swung out of the saddle and dropped the rein.
" Thanks," he replied.

"Is you one of the gemmun gonna spend the night?" the
negro asked.

" Yes," Mr. Munn said. He fumbled in the saddlebag and
pulled out a small packet, tied up in newspaper.

"I jes' wanted to know, boss, so I'd know to put her in the
stable. All the hosses fer the gemmun whut spends the
night I puts in the stable." Then, when Mr. Munn seemed
to hesitate, the negro added, " Misser Ball, he say jes' come
right on in, jes' go over to the 'cademy house, over yander,
and jes* push, he say jes' open the big dohr, and dar 'tis."

"Thanks," Mr, Munn said, and entered the white gate,
which sagged under his touch and with its motion set up a
loud clanking of plowshares that hung on a wire for weights.
A dog growled suddenly, a deep-throated, powerful growl
near at hand, and another dog, a little farther off, barked.

"Ain't nuthen to worry 'bout," the negro man assured
Mm, "ain't nuthen. Dey's all tied up tonight. Ain't tied
up, dey eat a man, ha'r and hide, liver and lights. YassuL

Pow'ful mean. Yassuh-----" As he moved away, he heard

the negro still talking, saying, "Yassuh."

The dogs continued to bark while Mr. Munn walked over
the brittle leaves toward the dark, formless bulk that was the

258